Luyện nghe bài hát Throw Your Guns

Y'know, personally, I'm for the
As as we all see dough...

Yo yo, big boys play for sums
Even bitches got their tight
If you wit us, your guns up
What the
Firm affilli cock your shit and bust

You the knowledge
my brainwaves cause riots in
scholar
in this world of and dollas

rappin' god
from the projects, it ain't
From medicaid
to platinum
my click is large
to get dick licked, and back massaged
by chicks, who rock Versace bras
in the drop, the stars
Yo, the is ours

accomplished
shittin' on

Benz with a 6, on this ectylean tons
When I appear run
Firm

exile your team, Indians
Your a dream, we pop Cristal and drive Bentleys in
the streets you can't get a penny in
All my real shootout niggas hear me
Half-A-Mil shoot out with
calicos in
splittin' in
the same they sittin' in
What
We got too much
We got triple six I E M plastic currency with chip in em
Images of in

My niggas lay
We to pump a g, now we pump 100k packs
aimed at
destroy whole world like k mat
What part of the that?
The curse, my hot verse is rap
got the game trapped
I be the king
On my bitches' mind till they crack

Yo yo, big play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cards
It's all a game, even bitches got shit tight
On the scene, 18, dick right
You right?
If you wit us, throw guns up
What the
Firm afilli, your shit back and bust

From NY to New
we all
Court
flashbacks of kidnaps cream

bustin'
Stash out in Flushing

killer mental, it's foul

Cold
ran the streets my whole life
Back and forth,
focus for niggas who lost

Travel wise
light years, way across skies
eye
so many make a off lies

up
Hopin' my new don't stand me up
and me stuck
After this session, I plan to

Hot
A splittin' image of Pop Duke
lasoos
paper play a part of my

So what ya yearly?
I play game so sincerely

most rap couldn't come near me

So either or
pay Paul, you and yours
Fools and
regulate through rules and laws

Big boys play for large
Stack up, strategize, watch the come
It's all a game, even got their shit tight
On the scene, 18, suckin' dick
You right?
If you wit us, throw your up
What the
Firm afilli, cock your back and bust

official 850 I
burnin' pistol, Magnum PI
VI
Willy hat, beehive
guy
'95
I, in my eye

Allah
Project raw
Greatest star
a hot car
Bar

Private
live
I mics and I explain it
How I went from the vines of the
To the of the wise and the famous
Niggas admire the guys in Ranges

Take off their wedding
to give head to the
just a cheddar thing
Amaretta, Armani thing
We into better
like the brains

Jumpin' outta stretches minks
crime with link
Up in the club drinks
bitches the sphinx
Hustla haters hate us, my say fuck what they think
Plus I copped a Hummer this summer, a button up mink